jukebox johnny

diane birch

face all over town

hey

look

it's me

in real-time but it's ancient history

go slow

lady with the searching fingers

you got enough for a sleepless night

sliced her up with a rock 'n' roll razor blade

hid it well in your savile row tailor-made

lines to amaze

deep pocket gazes

packing the rain underneath the stars

claws in my conscience

swiping the ache away

how many mentions

riding the carousel

until the morning bell

i'll be staying up all night

playing jukebox johnny

tryna get a life

hey

it's alright

i can taste more honey when i twist the knife real slow

flies gather on a sob story on repeat

she's wearing the same victorian funeral look she wore last week

go figure out what you're looking for

so many locks on a single door

time for the blazes

rip out the pages

you got three minutes on the radio

claws in my conscience

pissing the time away

wild moon rotations

play me another song where somethin' about love ain't goin' wrong

'cause i've been staying up all night

playing jukebox johnny

tryna get a life

hey

it's alright

i can taste more honey when i twist the knife real slow

i'm up all night

playing jukebox johnny

tryna get a life

hey

it's alright

i can taste more

taste more honey when i twist the knife real slow

jukebox johnny

jukebox johnny